What exactly does this "god" want to do?

This is the issue that Gao Wen was most concerned about and worried about after confirming that Julu Amoen was really after pretending to die.

Obviously, Julu Amoen also knew very well what Gao Wen was nervous about.

"If I return to the sight of mortals, it will surely bring great excitement..." He spoke with a smile, and his huge eyes were staring at Gao Wen calmly, "What do you think of this?"

"To be honest, I don't really want you to leave here," Gao Wen said frankly, "and don't want you to return to the sight of mortals - although three thousand years have passed, the inheritance of the druid is still there, and people who are full of religious restoration will be interested in the return of the gods. Perhaps someone will regain their faith in the gods of nature, and perhaps someone will want to use the name of the ancient gods to make some damage, which is not what I want to see."

"Don't worry, this is not what I want to see - I paid a huge price to break free from the cycle, not to return to the throne one day," Amoen said with a chuckling, "so you can rest assured."

"I try to rest assured as possible." Gao Wen said with a sigh.

After all, I have to face a mysterious and powerful god. Many times, whether he can rest assured is not just what he said.

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but look up and down at the God of Nature in front of him.

This huge and holy figure is being locked by a large number of restraint devices from the ancient Gondor era. The thick chains and rune columns form the barrier that has been operating until now. There are also many wreckage of warships and space stations from the universe that emit light imprison the whole body of the deer. Some of the debris floated around the latter, and some of the debris penetrated deeply into the flesh and blood of the god.

This looked hideous and terrifying, but it was difficult for Gao Wen to feel whether He was suffering from this from Amoen's tone or eyes.

"What? Want to help me remove these confinements?" Amoen's voice rang in his mind, "Ah... they have indeed caused me great trouble, especially these fragments, which make me unable to move... If you are willing, you can help me remove the not-so-important and particularly uncomfortable fragments."

Gao Wen raised his eyes and glanced at the god: "Do you think I will do this?"

"I don't think that - no one who is rational and in your position will do this," Amoen said casually, without any displeasure in his tone. "And I suggest you not do this - your will and body may be strong enough to withstand the impact of the power of the gods, but those who stand behind may not necessarily, the old and old barriers here cannot stop my complete power."

Gao Wen looked back slightly and looked at the direction of the isolation barrier. He saw Amber, Hetty and others standing there looking at this side with concern and worry. He waved his hand to the side, then turned around: "I'm happy to accept your suggestions."

"This is the best," Amoen said lightly, "If one day you really want or need to release my strength, it is best to be fully prepared for protection... Don't be as reckless as the first humans who came here back then, they have paid a lot of money."

The first human beings he said should be the builders of this fortress who disobeyed and the mages who came here in the age of the Spark of Gondor.

"It seems... you are ready to continue to 'hibernate' here," Gao Wen exclaimed and said to Amoen. "I'm very curious. Are you waiting for something? Because you can't even move and can only pretend to die on the spot. In my opinion, it seems very... meaningless."

"So I'm waiting for something meaningful to happen, like some kind of earth-shaking changes in the world of mortals, like the possibility of a complete and complete termination of that pathetic cycle. Unfortunately, I can't describe to you how they will be achieved, but I'll wait patiently until that day comes."

Gao Wen frowned slightly: "Even if you have been waiting for this for three thousand years?"

Amoen said calmly: "I've just waited for a while."

"..." Gao Wen looked at the God of Nature. After a long time, he smiled and shook his head. "Indeed, three thousand years are only a blink of an eye... Okay, you can continue to wait here. I think I should leave too."

"Let's go slowly - I'm not allowed to get up and see him off."

"I appreciate your sense of humor very much," Gao Wen was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing, "It turns out that gods are so good at joking."

Then he took two steps back, but just before turning around and leaving, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, I want to ask something - what is the magic tide? Is its periodic arrival related to the gods?"

Amoen was silent for a few seconds, as if thinking, and then replied: "In a sense, it is just a natural phenomenon that is very terrible to mortals... but it is not caused by gods."

"I understand," Gao Wen nodded, "Thank you for your answer."

He turned around and walked in the direction he came. Amoen, the giant deer, lying quietly between the ancient confinement devices and wreckage fragments, staring at his back with his light-cast eyes. He walked to the edge of the main building of the fortress and walked to the nearly transparent protective barrier. Gao Wen turned around and took a look. From this distance, Amoen's body was still huge and intimidating, but no longer as unpleasant as a mountain.

He nodded to the other party and spoke - he believed that even at this distance, as long as he spoke, the "god" would definitely hear it: "You just said that maybe one day human beings will start to fear nature again, and use blind fear to replace reason and knowledge, so as to welcome a new god of nature... Are you referring to events like a demon tide that can trigger civilization dynasty, and the loss of technology and knowledge leads to the birth of a new god?"

Amoen's voice really appeared in his mind again: "That is a possibility, but even if civilization continues to develop and new technologies and new knowledge continue to flow, blind awe may come back. New gods... may be born in the process of technological progress."

Gao Wen fell into a brief thought, then with a thoughtful expression, he let out a soft sigh: "I understand... It seems that similar things have happened once in this world."

He turned around and stepped into the protective barrier that was emitting waves. The next second, Kamair focused on the barrier's control machine and the entire energy shield became more solid than before, while a sound of mechanical friction came from the roof and underground of the corridor - the ancient alloy wall slowly closed under the power of the magic mechanism, closing the entire corridor again.

The God of Nature in the courtyard watched all this quietly until the fortress built by the mortals was closed again, and He retracted His gaze, silently closed His eyes, and returned to His long and meaningful waiting.

Gao Wen returned to Amber, Hetty and others, and everyone immediately surrounded him - even Veronica, who was the most calm and calm person on weekdays, could not hide her excitement and nervous mood at this time. She even spoke faster than Amber: "What happened? Why is Amoen of the Giant Deer... alive? What did you talk to Him?"

"It's not suitable for conversation here, and I'm a little tired," Gao Wen immediately raised a hand and interrupted the many questions that were about to arise among others. "Let's go back first - things are more complicated and messy, I need to tell you slowly."

...

A word that seemed to be sighing floated down from the high throne, and a soft voice echoed in the hall: "He refused..."

Melita and Noreta stood under the high steps, lowering their heads, neither daring to look up nor speak, but waiting for further instructions from the gods with a nervous expression on their faces.

Even the young dragon, who is the most reckless, bold, and unconstrained, is full of awe when it comes to the racial shelter god and dare not act rashly.

"Look up, two young children," the gorgeous blonde woman sat on the ornate decorative throne, looking down at the two figures at the end of the steps, and a smile seemed to appear on her face, "I am not angry, and you have done your mission well - among the younger generation, you are excellent."

Melita and Noreta dared to raise their heads, the latter looked at the high goddess in awe, and showed a modest look on their faces: "Thank you for your praise..."

The Dragon God did smile on his face. She seemed to look at the two young dragons with satisfaction and asked casually: "Is the outside world... interesting?"

"It's interesting," Melita replied immediately, "and the human world has changed a lot in recent years, such as...ah, of course I'm not too addicted to the outside world..."

She seemed to feel that it was a bit inappropriate for her unsteady appearance and hurriedly wanted to make up for it, but the voice of the gods had already come from above: "Don't be nervous, I have never forbidden you from touching the outside world, and Tallond is not a closed place... As long as you haven't run too far, I won't care."

Melita lowered her head: "Yes, yes..."

"What kind of person is Gowan Cecil?" asked the Dragon God again, "What kind of person does he perform besides rejecting my invitation?"

"He... is very complicated and difficult to see through at a glance," Melita said in thinking. "On the whole, I think he has a firm will, a clear goal, and a vision is very advanced among humans - a series of facts have proved that his advanced judgments are mostly correct. As for his performance while refusing the invitation..."

Speaking of this, she thought carefully and said while organizing the language: "He always acted calmly - except for being a little surprised when he first heard your invitation, he acted like he was facing an ordinary 'invitation' throughout the whole process. He did not seem to be awe or panic because it was a god's invitation, and his indifferent attitude should not be pretending, and my lie detector sensor did not respond."

"The most cunning trickster can even deceive himself. The spells and equipment for detecting lies are invalid for such people," said the Dragon God lightly. "But I believe your judgment. Melita, that human being seems a bit special. He should really have neither awe nor fear of the gods."

Then the hall was quiet for a moment, and Melita and Noreta finally heard a sound like nature: "Okay, you guys go back and rest."

They bowed their heads at the same time and said in unison: "Yes, my lord!"

The two young dragon tribes left, and for a moment, only the high gods, the dragon priests who serve the gods, and some servants who don’t have to care about them.

Eunya sat in a somewhat lazy position on her large and gorgeous seat. She leaned against the back of the chair, held her hand next to her face, and said in a chatty tone: "Heragor, those two children are very nervous - do I really make you so frightened?"

"They are just in awe of you, my lord," said Hragor immediately. "You have always been tolerant and kind to the Dragon Clan, especially to the young Clan, and they must know this."

"Just awe..."

Dragon God Enya said softly as if she was talking to herself, her eyelids drooped slightly, and she looked lazily at the end of the hall with her narrowed eyes. His gaze seemed to have passed through the temple, through the peaks and the vast sky of Tallond, and finally landed on every dragon clan on this land.

She saw a net with countless lines on it, and He saw the chains woven by faith connecting every creature on this earth.

Faith is like a lock, mortals are on this end, and gods are on the other end.

“…Born.”

The god said with a hint of disappointment.

...

"I was almost nervous just now!!" Walking in the square outside the Grand Temple, Melita couldn't help but pat her chest while taking a deep breath, "I feel my heart beating as if it was misplaced... Ah, I really want to check my hearts when I go back. I really feel that two hearts have jumped into other chambers..."

Noreta glanced at his friend with a slant: "You shouldn't be stingy with internal implants - Hanfrost Heavy Industry or Bacbato's composite blood pump heart is not expensive."

"No heart can suppress the pressure of facing the gods - not to mention that the so-called new products are not very different from the old models in terms of technology. Adding a few lights and beautiful badges to the skin will not make my heart stronger."

"Okay, we shouldn't be talking about this here," Noreta couldn't help but remind, "we're still within the holy land."

Melita calmed down for a while, then stared at Noreta for several times: "You don't have more chances to meet the gods than me... Why do you look so calm?"

"Maybe you should try to inhale half a unit of 'gray' synergist before a major meeting," Noreta said. "It can make it easier and the dose just happens to make you behave."

"…I don't like this fancy synergist," Melita shook her head, "I'd better continue to be my young and old antique."
Chapter completed!